The scars run deep
but they flood with honor.
These lives are a blessing,
but have their restrictions.
They master multiple nations
Forever in our hearts.
The master of surprises and error.
the black cloud floods.
never relaxed, the scars run deep.

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Months of waiting that go by to slowly.
Longing for the warmth but dealing with the cold.
Test, projects, homework.
they are finally finished.
Stepping outside, the fresh air fills our lungs.
while the sunlight hits our faces.
The problems have disapeared;
in their places is days ahead.
Blank pages awaiting to be written on;
make your story worth writing.
These days will soon be gone.

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